All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 806 - 135 Can’t Hold It In Anymore

Other sects and factions, and even the undercover agents from the Heavenly Demon, all had simple thoughts: they just couldn’t let An Jing remain invincible; they had to make him show some flaws to deal with him.

But the Tianyi Demon Sect had a much more complicated thought process.

"An Jing’s Jiuli Commanding General is likely a fake, a deliberately disguised Fate Pattern."

You Patrol Envoy, borrowing the status of "Da Chen’s side," patiently explained to his partner on the other end of the communication formation: "We have already tried our best to find out his true nature, but so far, this nature seems... more suited to farming and planting trees."

"You mean,"

The undercover agent on the other side said in a calm tone, with a hint of curiosity: "An Jing is not some ferocious Divine Mandate, but a Wood Element Azure Dragon, Longevity Green Emperor kind of Divine Mandate?"

"I can’t tell from the Bright Mirror Sect, but the Imperial Court, can they really be sure?"

"Maybe."

You Patrol Envoy couldn’t reveal his true suspicions. He could also tell that his partner on the other side didn’t quite believe him.

But there was no other way. Should he tell the other party that An Jing was likely the Heavenly Mandate... and possibly a "Nature Master"?

However...

"Does a Nature Master also take care of trees?"

He thought, puzzled: "This sounds more like the work of Ex Nihilo... especially those strange saplings, where did they come from? Could they be gifted by the Heavenly Dao, or exchanged from the Endless Heavens? But I couldn’t find anything similar on the exchange list..."

"Oh well."

Shaking his head, You Patrol Envoy decided not to think too much: "It’s indeed better to take initiative and find out what’s really going on."

Just as An Jing had anticipated, because he did nothing, for a while, the Bright Mirror Sect was abuzz with activity, and there was much undercurrent among the peaks.

"Heh."

Behind him, Chenyinzi, who had been keeping a close eye on Mingguang Peak, fearing something might happen to An Jing, was quite surprised. Although he had caught many undercover spies, he had never caused such a commotion within the sect. He couldn’t help but marvel: "Who would have thought such a tactic of waiting idly for opportunities could be used? But only An Jing can do it. Someone like me would probably have to go into seclusion for ten years to achieve a similar effect, making everyone curious to see if I’m dead."

"What are you saying, Master? At most, people would come to check within three years."

On the other side, Ming Heguang was playing chess with Chenyinzi, their skills evenly matched. Master Xuanyu calmly placed another piece: "The reason An Shizhi attracts so much attention is not just because everyone knows a storm is coming, but also because, for example, Master Biying, after knowing Junior Brother Suran’s clues, immediately went to the Northern Sea."

"In a few days, when he returns, he will definitely send someone, like Bai Luo, a direct lineage true disciple, to visit and offer gifts, thanking An Jing for his actions in Red Tower City, indirectly thanking us as well."

"And as for other Masters and Uncles, are they really completely inactive? A new true disciple, especially someone as talented as An Shizhi, will inevitably attract visits and tests from various brothers in the sect. Otherwise, how can they participate in the True Inheritance Competition unprepared?"

"What the competition tests are the foundations and strength of each peak. It’s essential to understand each other’s basic skills and methods to counter and break their moves accordingly. Only in this way does the competition have meaning, helping each other find each other’s flaws, so outsiders won’t discover our weaknesses."

"Ha, Eight Peaks... now it’s Nine Peaks."

Chenyinzi’s eyes also showed a reminiscent look: "Back then, it was indeed a time when our Skills greatly improved..."

The relationships among the true disciples of the Bright Mirror Sect were actually quite harmonious. The peaks often had joint actions. Not to mention, the four peaks of Elixir Furnace Talisman, Formation, and Magical Combat frequently sought help from each other, thus naturally fostering good relations.

However, good relations didn’t mean there wasn’t fierce competition. Only the best true disciple could seize the Chief title and gain more destiny—after all, they were all Martial Artists, there’s always a hierarchy in martial achievements.

Moreover, within the Inner Sect, there were some extraordinarily talented ones who wanted to make a name for themselves. Apart from the Inner Sect competition, the only way to achieve instant fame was to challenge and defeat a true disciple. The peaks didn’t suppress this but encouraged it to prevent those who thought they could rest on their laurels after becoming a true disciple from becoming lazy and stagnant.

To date, in the tens of thousands of years of history of the Bright Mirror Sect, there had been nearly ten thousand true disciples defeated by Inner Sect geniuses, averaging one every few years. Indeed, the world always has hidden talents.

As the external world was in turmoil, with undercurrents surging, An Jing himself remained unperturbed, steadily transforming Mingguang Peak.

Time flew by. Ten days passed, and on another evening, at twilight, the azure radiance on the peak of Mingguang Peak still pierced the sky, like a firefly in the vast heavens, the white mountain standing tall and attracting gazes from all directions.

At mid-mountain, the puppetry creatures had already cleared out a large platform as the Martial Arts Field, with several dozen pavilions around, connected by boardwalks. Each pavilion drew on the Spiritual Evil Lake Water from Mingguang Lake at the peak, which could be used for cultivation, alchemy, and drawing talismans. Even if not used personally, it could be stored as hard currency or as stipends for disciples of Mingguang Peak.

At the lower mid-mountain were various functional facilities.

Library, Treasure Chamber, Lecture Platform, Spirit Gathering Room, Great Hall, Elixir Medicine Pavilion... whatever other peaks had, it all existed here.

An Jing made backups of various classics and Cultivation Techniques he collected from the Tianyuan Realm and other places, including several Martial Meridian Array Diagrams he developed himself, like "Returning Flame Soil" and "Snow Swinging Blade." In the future, any new array diagrams he developed would also be kept here, and he would teach them to disciples according to their needs sequentially. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

As for the Treasure Chamber, it mainly stored things An Jing currently didn’t need but still found useful—various heavy weaponry from the Tianyuan Realm. Though called a Treasure Chamber, it was essentially An Jing’s super armory. An Jing also planned to train his junior brothers and sisters to master the Sword Box and various weaponry so that, if any fool thought Mingguang Peak was weak and tried to invade, the otherworldly super armaments would teach them a lesson about heavy firepower suppression!

The Lecture Platform was where An Jing taught the Children of Calamity. It was also a place for him to organize his thoughts. Teaching was a way for him to rethink and understand deeper, as teaching others required a clear and comprehensive understanding of knowledge.

As for the Spirit Gathering Room, it was currently just an empty shell. Most of the Children of Calamity, probably due to An Jing’s guidance and meticulous instruction, excelled in Magical Combat while few were proficient in Formations. Perhaps only a few showed interest but hadn’t started learning. Puppetry creatures also couldn’t set up Formations, not because they couldn’t, but due to a lack of information—other Formation Masters in the Tianyuan Realm needed to eat too!

"Looks like I have to find an opportunity to let Huo Qing come over to set up a few Spirit Gathering Arrays."

An Jing never minded his partners knowing he could connect two worlds, especially since Huo Qing was his Companion Star, recognized by the Heavenly Dao, with a promising future. Naturally, he wanted his brothers to get more practice: "Besides, there are plenty of Formation classics in the Bright Mirror Sect. I’ll find some time to collect them all and teach them to him. He’ll grow faster that way."

An Jing kept no secrets, willing to share what he had with the sect. Thus, he didn’t mind sharing the sect’s resources, treating them as his own.

As for the Elixir Medicine Pavilion, currently, none of the Children of Calamity was skilled in alchemy. Gu Yeqi was proficient with herbs, but since the Spirit Fields hadn’t been cultivated yet, it was necessary to take care of those Demon Spirits and Demons first.

The opportunity was approaching. When all sides couldn’t resist probing, An Jing would make his move, giving everyone a grand "shock."

Just as An Jing was pondering when to visit the Hall of Dharma Transmission on Jinghuang Peak, he suddenly lifted his head and took out the small jade frame mirror representing the true inheritance of the Bright Mirror Sect: "Hmm? Someone?"

Every true disciple of the Bright Mirror Sect would receive a token, mostly mirrors, used for communication within the sect. These could access the Hall of Dharma Transmission, browsing low-level Skills and Martial Skills, as well as news written by the sect about Dust Li.

An Jing paid close attention to news to be aware of the world’s major events, so he set up urgent alerts for important news—like when something broke out in southern Da Chen—but today was different.

A series of visit requests from various peaks’ true disciples flooded into An Jing’s communication mirror.

"Ha."

Seeing these messages, An Jing couldn’t help but curl his lips: "Finally can’t hold back, huh?"

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